#ocean rush

[rougeprunea]

[faggotawesome]

chapter 18 of umi ga hashiru end roll is out now on mangadex!! thank you all for the wait!!! chapter 19 will be out on september 14th!

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

1989 + ocean imagery

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

since theres a lot of discussions about shipwrecks and deep sea submersibles happening right now, im just gonna quickly recommend this video which details how caladan oceanic found the samuel b roberts.

the samuel b roberts was a destroyer escort sank during the battle off samar during ww2. the wreck was found last year and is 22,621 feet/6885 metres deep which is almost 10,000 feet or 3000 metres deeper than the titanic and is currently the deepest wreck ever found.

in the video, you see a deep sea submersible (which can go down to 36,000 feet/10,973 metres) that isnt a tin can finished up with duct tape, super glue and glittery gel pens. it is piloted by an expert and they swap out pilots every day to avoid exertion or fatigue, and they have a very complex sonar system for finding wrecks. the longest they can go down is 16 hours and they keep in contact with their ship above and have to get clearance just for half an hour more.

when they find the wreck, they look around it to ensure they can identify it and map it out as well as they can, and then head back up to shore. they then hold a funeral service for those who died and leave a wreath on the ocean surface above where the wreck lays.

while im somewhat sketched out by the founder victor vescovo, the company does important work in terms of furthering our understanding of the ocean and finding wrecks which are the gravesites of those who passed. and they are not disrespectful to those whose graves lay 22,000 feet/6700 metres down on the seabed.

and what i would like to point out is how the samuel b roberts is protected against unauthorised disturbance by the sunken military craft act. you would need a permit from the naval history and heritage command (and a submarine that can withstand all the pressure) to go see it.

which, as ive said many times in the last two days, is something that the titanic should also have protection against. there should be laws in place that do not allow people to treat a mass fucking gravesite as a tourist spot.

[ecoharbor]

📍Chicago, USA 🇺🇸

[neighbourscat]

𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 , rushes by frank ocean

his car sped down the empty road, the wind rushing in through the open windows, whipping through your tight curls as you leaned your head out. your eyes were half-closed, the cool night air brushing against your skin like a soft embrace. you could hear the hum of the engine, steady beneath the sound of the wind, but it all felt distant, like the world had quieted down just for this moment.

your arms rested loosely on the window’s edge, fingertips trailing in the air, feeling the resistance of the breeze as the car picked up speed. the headlights lit up the road ahead, casting long shadows that danced with the flicker of passing streetlights. but you weren’t looking at the road. you were looking up, your gaze fixed on the night sky, vast and endless, stars scattered like freckles across a deep canvas of dark blue.

you took a deep breath, the coolness of the air filling your lungs, and let yourself sink into the moment. there was something freeing about the night — the way the wind howled past your ears, drowning out the noise in your head, the worries you had carried with you for too long. out here, with your head out of the window and the open road ahead, it felt like you could breathe again.

the music played low in the background, soft and melodic, matching the rhythm of your thoughts. it was like the world outside was blurring, the trees and houses flashing by in a streak of darkness, but you were still, floating in your own little space. the stars seemed closer now, almost tangible, as if you could reach out and grab one if you tried hard enough.

the breeze was cold, stinging her cheeks and making your eyes water, but you didn’t mind. there was something exhilarating about it — the sharpness of the air, the rush of the car beneath you, the sense that for once, you didn’t need to hold everything together. you could just be here, in this moment, with your head out of the window, the world spinning away behind you.

the sky stretched out endlessly, and for the first time in a long time, you felt infinite, like the horizon wasn’t something distant, but something you could chase and reach. the wind carried away the weight on your shoulders, and you closed your eyes, feeling the freedom in every gust, in every second the car moved forward, taking you further away from everything you’d been running from . .. . with him.

you smiled, your face tilted toward the sky, your curls tangling wildly in the wind, and for a brief, perfect moment, it felt like nothing else mattered. just you, him, the stars, and the open road.

the bonfire crackled between, flames licking upward into the night sky, casting a warm orange glow on your face .. and his. the beach around was dark, save for the flickering light of the fire and the occasional glow of the moon slipping through the clouds. the ocean waves crashed softly in the distance, a steady rhythm that seemed to sync with the tension in the air.

nicholas sat on the other side, his strong figure framed by the fire, eyes fixed on you. the heat from the flames made everything shimmer slightly, and for a second, it almost felt like a dream, the way his gaze held yours. the light danced across his face, casting shadows that made his expression hard to read — was he lost in thought? was he getting cold feet, or was he feeling the same pull you were?

you could feel your pulse quicken as the moment stretched, your heartbeat drumming louder than the sound of the waves. the warmth of the fire pressed against your skin, but it was his gaze that made your cheeks flush, the intensity in his eyes cutting through the flickering flames. it was as though the world around had fallen away, and all that was left were you and him, suspended in the glowing light of the bonfire.

you didn’t move. nicholas didn’t move. but everything was being said in the silence between. the fire popped, sending tiny embers floating up into the air, but no one flinched. it was like you were locked into this unspoken conversation, words unnecessary. your breath caught in your throat, and you wondered if he could see it — see the way your chest rose and fell a little quicker than usual, the way your fingers tightened around the hem of your hoodie ( his hoodie ) as if trying to keep steady.

for a brief second, you thought about looking away, breaking the tension, but your couldn’t. there was something magnetic about the way he looked at you, something that made you want to dance, feeling the heat of the fire and his gaze all at once. it was like he could see right through you, past the layers of uncertainty, straight into the truth you hadn’t spoken yet.

the flames roared and twisted, lighting up the space between, but it felt like the distance was shrinking. even across the bonfire, you felt closer to nicholas than you had ever before, the space between filled with everything you hadn’t said but he knew. his eyes, steady and intent, told you more than words ever could.

for a second . .. . the world stilled, and it was just you and nicholas — two people sitting across from each other, caught in the light of a fire, feeling everything burn between.

[antimonyantigone]

I'm often on this forum where people chat about religious fundamentalism and we have a good time but recently they were talking about the phrase "God fearing" and somebody said "I don't understand how you could love God and be afraid of him I am not afraid of things I love"

And all I could think was

"Damn this girl doesn't know about the ocean"

[froggiesir]

the ocean queen

based on

[prideprejudce]

Real poetic justice would have trillionaires exploring the wreckage of where the billionaires died 100 years later

The CEOs wife is also a direct descendant of two ultra wealthy titanic passengers like you literally could not write a better comedy of errors if you tried

[lemonxlimee]

you will never see me again

[mysharona1987]

Great story.

Stockton Rush was a bad person that basically committed unintentional murder/suicide.

[rougeprunea]

[faggotawesome]

done translating chapter 17 of umi ga hashiru end roll!!! hope you all enjoy this one as much as i did :) look forward to chapter 18, which should be out on september 1st!!!!

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

evermore & ocean imagery

[khadgarbignaturals]

BLIZZARD!!! MAKE AN UNDERWATER ZONE THATS ACTUALLY GOOD AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

[foxes-that-run]

Two Ships passing in the Night

This Love | Fool's Gold | Gold Rush | Willow | She | Down Bad

Taylor described both Coney Island and Exile as "Two Ships passing in the Night" to WFPK. Harry's ship tattoo is included in videos for IKYWT and on the Falling Piano.

The Style Taymoji pack also included a wave and the description was "The tides are waves caused by the gravitational pull of the moon."